Part III: Happy Thanksgiving
Mary Margaret, Emma, and Henry all took their places at the dinner table. The previous few hours had gone smoothly with them just hanging out. When they weren't talking to each other Henry was off on the couch with his book.
Emma would casually watch him. No matter how many times the boy read that book he never seemed to get enough of it. She had spent plenty of time with Henry before but this time was different and not just because of the holidays. It was one of those rare occasions that Regina had actually allowed them to actually spend time together. Despite whatever war was going on between the two of them she couldn't help but be grateful for this moment.
"Okay," said Mary Margaret. "It's ready," she said placing the turkey in the center of the table, taking Emma out of her thoughts.
"Henry come on," she said to her son. "You hungry or do I even have to ask?"
Henry left his book on the couch and made his way to the table at the same time Emma did.
"So I was thinking before we start," Mary Margaret said as the three of them took their seats. "How about we each go around the table and say what we're thankful for?"
"I don't…" Emma began but when she looked up at Mary Margaret she knew there was no use in arguing. "Okay." Emma patted Henry's hand, "Um… Henry, why don't you go first?"
Henry smiled. "I'm thankful that we get to spend today as family. I know we are but today is special," he said. "It's our first Thanksgiving as a real family."
Emma and Mary Margaret both smiled at the boy.
Mary Margaret nodded. "Emma."
Emma bit the inside of her lip trying to think of what she could say. "I guess I'm thankful that you found me Henry and I'm thankful to have you in my life." Emma then turned to Mary Margaret. "And I'm thankful that you gave me a place to stay and a place to call home."
Mary Margaret smiled at Emma, thankful for her honesty.
"What are you thankful for Miss Blanchard?"
"I'm thankful that we don't have to be alone for the holidays. And I'm thankful for all of this. You are right Henry, this does feel like family."
Mary Margaret raised her wine glass and Emma did the same. Henry raised his glass of tea as they clinked their glasses together.
"Happy Thanksgiving," she said.
"Happy Thanksgiving," Emma and Henry repeated.
After their meal was over Emma went over and cut some slices of pumpkin pie. Mary Margaret got the cups of hot cocoa with added cinnamon and the family of three continued on into a merry evening bliss.